An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

It's unimaginable that just two days ago, she was still a princess of the empire. After experiencing a fierce and insane battle for the throne, she should have been doomed and faced her own fate. But now she has been adopted by strangers, brought to the human kingdom, and is living in anonymity in this remote rural cottage.

"What exactly is that guy's purpose...?"

Ilsa murmured to herself.

I initially thought he was just a perverted luoli fetishist who adopted her to satisfy his perverse tastes. I was prepared to endure all sorts of unpleasant treatment when I arrived at his home, but so far everything has been normal.

She even carefully checked the bathroom and toilet for any hidden surveillance magic while showering and using the toilet, as well as her own room, but found nothing.

As a princess, she had received counter-surveillance training and could even detect the highest level of surveillance magic, but she found nothing. If there was nothing, then there was definitely nothing.

There was another thing that bothered her.

While we were eating, Ya Feng prepared sour tea sauce for her. It's a very niche sauce that's sour and astringent at first, but has a sweet aftertaste. Ilsa had tasted it by chance when she was out and about, and she loved it so much that she brought it back to the palace. She always liked to use this sauce when she ate.

But it has a small audience, many people have never heard of it, and apart from her court chef and personal maid, no one knows that she has this taste. Could it be that Ya Feng also likes this sauce?

But looking at his plate, it was just ordinary hot sauce, while hers seemed to have been specially prepared for her.

In addition, even the clothes prepared for her were all the right size, and the curtains in her room were dark blue with moon flower patterns. There was also a midnight chrysanthemum on the windowsill. In her room in the palace, there was also a midnight chrysanthemum that she had been growing for almost ten years. These were all her personal preferences.

Did he actually investigate her beforehand? Did he find out all her preferences in detail?

Moreover, he had received advance notice of the demon coup and had prepared everything in advance, waiting to bring her home.

Thinking about it carefully, it really gives me the creeps...

In fact, although Ilsa herself was very worried, these were not new things to Ya Feng.

In his previous life, he took care of this princess for ten years. In order to enable her to cultivate diligently, he truly took care of her every need, like a father. He even washed her underwear every day. So, not only did he know about these quirky hobbies, but he also knew exactly what kind of underwear she wore every day from Monday to Saturday.

Ilsa was a little sleepy. She had been under intense pressure for some time now, and although the current environment felt strange, it gave her a rare sense of security. At least she didn't have to worry about assassins suddenly appearing beside her bed in the middle of the night. It seemed that Ya Feng wouldn't make a move on her for the time being.

For her, her days as an imperial princess were coming to an end...

Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she soon fell asleep.

...

In a hazy vision, she seemed to see Ya Feng, but he didn't look like him now.

Instead, he was dressed in armor, had long black hair, and his gaze was unusually firm and steady. He treated her with an unquestionable authority like that of an elder.

She was not in her current form, but was wearing the robes of a high-ranking sorcerer named Fein, with short hair. When facing Ya Feng, she couldn't help but feel nervous and dared not speak easily, only filled with awe and loyalty.

But she soon woke up and realized it was a dream.

I dreamt about that guy, but why was there such a huge difference in his appearance?

Ilsa really doesn't understand.

She was about to turn over and sit up when she noticed something crawling into her blankets.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately realized what was going on.

This guy... his true colors have finally come out, trying to grope her while she's asleep!

She sensed that the other person was trying to touch her body.

She didn't know what to do. Should she silently endure it? Or should she resist? But if she resisted, would it anger him and lead to even worse treatment?

As Ilsa was sitting and struggling fiercely, she suddenly felt a soft, furry touch on her back.

"?"

She sat up abruptly, threw back the covers, and saw a fat, gray-furred rabbit-like creature curled up on her bed, resting with its eyes half-closed.

"A rabbit? A rabbit? This is a feathered rabbit?" Ilsa exclaimed in surprise.

This rabbit looks no different from an ordinary rabbit, but its ears are unusually large and covered with dense feathers. It can also fly briefly by flapping its ears.

Because of their cute appearance and gentle temperament, they are very popular in the pet market.

But isn't it just a little too fat?

Ilsa glanced at the curtains billowing in the wind and realized that it had probably flown in by flapping its ears because her window wasn't closed properly.

It was already bright outside, and the warm morning sunlight cast golden spots on the floor. In the beams of light that streamed into the room, countless tiny dust particles were swirling about.

Ilsa pulled her hair out from under the fat rabbit.

The gray rabbit, looking quite annoyed at being woken up, jumped off the floor and wandered around her room, seemingly searching for something to eat.

"Is this wild? How can it fly when it's so fat?" she muttered to herself.

I quickly got up, changed my clothes, picked up the chubby rabbit, and went downstairs.

The aroma of cream and wheat wafted from the kitchen, and warm milk and bread were laid out on the table. Ya Feng had already prepared breakfast and was sitting on a recliner under the eaves by the door, drinking milk and watching the news on a crystal tablet. Seeing her come down, he smiled and said:

Good morning, Mom.

"Good morning... good morning, Dad..." Ilsa said, sounding quite uncomfortable.

"Um... a rabbit ran into my room." She came over carrying the gray rabbit.

"What rabbit? Her name is Little Gray. She arrived before you. In terms of seniority, you should call her 'older sister'," Ya Feng said, taking a sip of milk.

"So you still keep this rabbit?" Ilsa felt a sense of relief.

This is his pet. He calls him "Dad," he calls him "Mom," and he calls his pet rabbit "Sister"...

What a mess of a relationship!

Little Grey struggled to jump out of her arms and wriggled its fat body as it ran to the vegetable garden for breakfast.

Ilsa had already eaten breakfast. After hesitating for a moment, she took the initiative to clear the dishes and went to the kitchen.

As a princess, she's still a bit rusty when it comes to doing housework. If she continues to live like this for a long time, she should probably learn some housework magic.

After tidying up the kitchen, I saw Ya Feng sitting on the living room sofa, taking out a new crystal tablet.

"Here, this is your Huanwangtong card. The identity card information is already registered, so you can use it right away."

Ya Feng handed the tablet to her.

"Oh, okay... thank you." Ilsa took it.

With this, she can also get real-time news from around the world, including her own country.

Twenty years ago, a great magician named Cavino Kubridge discovered a magical flow that could stably transmit and store information among magicians. He then established a large, shared magical network, which he named the Illusion Network. Magicians could join the network by inputting their magic into a specially engraved crystal plate, which would then react, allowing them to communicate, share knowledge, or assign tasks to each other.

Originally intended for sorcerers, the Illusionary Network was later improved by Cavino, allowing it to be used without requiring a spell reaction. This means that anyone with an Illusionary Network can enter the network.

Kavino has made this technology available to the world, with a very low barrier to entry. An average person can buy a Netcom device with a month's salary, and everyone can share their wonderful life on it.

After a long period of development, Huanwang has now become like the Internet, with daily news, entertainment, social networking, and even games and movies, offering a full range of functions.

Although many technologies in this fantasy world's internet are still outdated and primitive, it has reached the level of Earth at the beginning of the millennium, and has most of the necessary functions.

In this world, the penetration rate of the Internet of Things (IoT) exceeds 70%, and almost every young person in the capital city owns one, making it a very important daily tool.

In conclusion, thanks to Kasheng for open source.

Chapter Six: Ilsa Wants to Seize the Future

Ilsa opened Huanwangtong, switched to the news section, and immediately saw today's major international news on the front page.

Shocking! Demon Princess Ilsa murdered her parents to seize the throne, and long-term drugging led to the king's death from exhaustion. She has now fled to escape punishment, and the Kingdom of Savidon has issued a Level One arrest warrant!

According to Savitton sources, the cause of death for King Hanidr and Queen Sirina has been determined to be chronic poisoning from long-term use of ginseng toxin, leading to organ failure.

According to Princess Ilsa Hegman's court tutor and her maids, Ilsa had repeatedly inquired about white ginseng toxin over the past two years, and secretly commissioned her maids to purchase it for unauthorized animal experiments. She also mixed the white ginseng toxin into pastries and presented them to the King and Queen. The Demon Tribunal discovered a large quantity of white ginseng toxin extract and experimental equipment at a secret property purchased by Ilsa the day before yesterday...

Her elder brother, the demon prince Anglie, stated that he would not show any mercy just because she was his blood relative. He said that she would be severely punished for such a crime and that an arrest warrant had been issued worldwide. Anyone who harbors, conceals, or supports the criminal Ilsa will be considered an accomplice and will be tried by Saviton!

Furthermore, Prince Angeli revealed that, in order to maintain the stability of the national system, he would ascend the throne as soon as possible and take over the reins of the empire...."

Ilsa unconsciously gripped the Internet Connector, her heart pounding as if being squeezed, making it hard to breathe.

Although I had expected it, I was still overwhelmed with intense anger when I actually saw these false accusations against me.

She witnessed her father and mother die in front of Angeli, that man who was insanely obsessed with power, who did not hesitate to harm his own parents and commit such a beastly act, and then pinned all the blame on her.

This news section also includes interview videos, including one with her court tutor Vincent, who accuses the princess of her crimes on camera.

"Mr. Vincent...why are you also..."

Ilsa's eyes fell silent.

She knew in her heart that Vincent had a wife and children, and in order to protect them, she had no choice but to submit to Angeli.

However, seeing that even her teacher, who had always guided her, had betrayed her, she felt a strong sense of helplessness, as if she were on a deserted island, with a storm approaching but no one to help her.

She opened her old account from when she was a princess, and now the posts were full of insults.

She only glanced at it a few times before immediately turning off Huanwangtong, closing her eyes, and feeling a pain in her chest.

After a long pause, she finally raised her head and said to Ya Feng:

"I'm... now wanted by the authorities, so there's no way I can go to the capital now, right?"

They managed to return just before the deadline the day before yesterday, but today her headshot is plastered all over the streets, and she gets recognized even when she goes downstairs to throw out the trash.

"It's okay, I can just change my hairstyle."

Ya Feng said indifferently.

“Uh… I’m afraid this can’t be solved by just changing my hairstyle…” Ilsa said.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional. I guarantee I can fool everyone." Ya Feng snapped his fingers.

Three minutes later...

"This, this is the kind of makeup technique you were talking about that makes it undetectable?" Ilsa looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes twitching.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"But all you did was tie my hair into pigtails! Nothing else changed!" Ilsa said, finally losing her temper.

Ya Feng simply tied her hair into pigtails with hair clips, and nothing else changed. Only a fool wouldn't recognize her, right?

"Don't believe me? Then watch closely."

Ya Feng picked up her Huanwang phone, took a picture of it, and then posted it to her current Huanwang account with the caption:

"A new day, a new hairstyle, let's go!"

Seeing that Ya Feng was about to send the message, Ilsa panicked. The news of the coup had already topped the trending list. If it were exposed now, wouldn't they be courting death? She immediately tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Soon after, several comments appeared below:

"Such rare white hair, is it from an elf?"

"The little one is so cute, keep it up!"

"Go back, you're too old."

Ilsa looked at the message and was surprised to find that there were no comments suggesting she resembled the princess on the wanted poster.

"But why?" she asked, puzzled.

Ya Feng pointed to the two sapphire hair clips on her head and said:

"This is a magic artifact that blocks perception. It's called the Water Shadow Mirror. As long as you use it to slightly change your appearance, even the most familiar people won't recognize you. Even if your brother comes, he'll see you as a stranger."

"So don't worry, everything you have now is brand new. As long as you wear the hair clip, no one will mistake you for a princess, and the wanted poster will not affect you at all."

Ilsa touched the jeweled hairpin on her head. Needless to say, she knew how valuable a magical artifact of this caliber was, yet Ya Feng had given it to her so casually.

This silenced Ilsa once again; after all that he had done for her, Ya Feng was already like a benefactor to her.

So how can I repay this debt?

“Of course, all of this comes at a price,” Ya Feng said.

"Then, what is the price..." Ilsa asked cautiously.

"Didn't I say before? I don't have a stable income right now, so you'll need to earn money to support me from now on. Oh, and you'll also need to do all the housework, cook, wash clothes, water the vegetables, feed the chickens, and bathe Xiao Hui. You'll be responsible for all of that," Ya Feng said.

“I’m waited on hand and foot every day. If I’m playing games and don’t have time to eat, you have to feed me yourself. Occasionally, you have to act as my mother and comfort me.”

Ilsa's eyes twitched.

Is he really trying to find himself a mother?

"Then, then you..." Ilsa asked tentatively, "You need someone to take care of you so much, is it... that you need to do something else?"